Odes 3.17

A day off for rain

by Horace

At first sight, this little poem is a puzzle. We know from a particularly warm and beautiful poem addressed to Aelius (ode 1.28) that he and Horace were on good terms, but why the long genealogical opening, taking up half the poem, and is there any particular point to the little agricultural-cum-domestic vignette in the second half? The genealogical passage probably has a humorous intent: Lamia’s is a name to approach with care, since in regular speech it means a particularly nasty kind of witch. Then the first king of Formiae, from whom Lamia is said to be descended, was associated with the cannibal Laestrygonians with whom Odysseus has an unpleasant encounter in Book 10 of the Odyssey, increasing the likelihood that Horace may be gently ribbing his friend.

Towards the end, Lamia’s “Genius” could be the inner self or guardian spirit which was thought to accompany a person through life. Some commentators think that Horace literally sees the suckling pig as a blood sacrifice to this unseen companion, the sort of thing you might do especially on a borthday; others that the reference is metaphorical, and that Horace simply means, take the opportunity of a bad-weather day to relax and spoil your inner you. The two interpretations are not mutually exclusive, and Horace probably has both in mind.

Metre: Alcaics

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Aeli vetusto nobilis ab Lamo,
quando et priores hinc Lamias ferunt
denominatos et nepotum
per memores genus omne fastos,

auctore ab illo ducis originem,
qui Formiarum moenia dicitur
princeps et innantem Maricae
litoribus tenuisse Lirim,

late tyrannus: cras foliis nemus
multis et alga litus inutili
demissa tempestas ab Euro
sternet, aquae nisi fallit augur

annosa cornix. dum potes, aridum
conpone lignum: cras genium mero
curabis et porco bimenstri
cum famulis operum solutis.

Aelius, who date your nobility to an ancient Lamus – since both the early Lamiae and the whole race of their descendants are said throughout the long memories of the family records to be so called from that source – you take your own origin from the founder who, ruler of wide lands, is said to have been the first to reign over the walls of Formiae and the river Liris, which floats along the shores of Marica. Tomorrow a storm sent down from the east wind will thickly spread the woods with leaves and the shore with worthless seaweed, if the aged crow, prophetess of rain, does not deceive me. Get in dry wood while you can: tomorrow you shall regale your guardian spirit with wine and a two-month sucking-pig with your slaves, excused from their work.

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More Poems by Horace

  1. Neobule
  2. Pollio’s histories of civil war
  3. Horace the peacemaker
  4. Horace’s limitations
  5. Nereus prophesies the Trojan War
  6. A change of mind
  7. Relief from care
  8. Postumus, the years slip by
  9. What Roman youth should be
  10. Celebrating Neptune’s feast day
  11. Gyges’s constancy
  12. Housman and Horace
  13. Here’s to Murena!
  14. Awe for the Gods
  15. The country is best
  16. Horace, the wolf and the upright life
  17. Rome: disaster and salvation
  18. A plea for burial
  19. Valgius and Mystes
  20. A Prayer to the poetry-God
  21. An invocation to the lyre
  22. Be your age, Chloris!
  23. The Golden Mean
  24. Pyrrha
  25. Romulus in Heaven
  26. Diana and Apollo: a hymn
  27. Horace rests from his labours
  28. A Farewell to arms
  29. Horace’s monument
  30. Lovely mother, lovelier daughter
  31. The fleeting years slip by
  32. Love lost and found
  33. Numida’s back
  34. Carpe diem, Sestius
  35. Horace’s Chloe
  36. The pleasures and dangers of wine
  37. Wealth should be used, not hoarded
  38. Lydia’s tragedy
  39. Don’t trust Barine
  40. Tibur or Tarentum: a poet’s dilemma?
  41. Give me comfort, not riches
  42. The final ode
  43. Lalage is too young
  44. A prayer to Venus
  45. The lust for money versus the simple life
  46. Mourning for a good man
  47. A garland from the Muses
  48. Horace’s wine
  49. Luxury versus the simple life
  50. Soracte
  51. Horace’s first Ode
  52. Horace’s prayer to a wine-jar
  53. Roman values for the new age
  54. Jupiter’s authority, and Caesar’s
  55. Romulus becomes a God
  56. Horace’s Cleopatra ode
  57. An oath to Maecenas
  58. Iccius goes soldiering
  59. An invitation to Maecenas
  60. Caesar’s safe return
  61. Augustus, master of the world
  62. Gathering rosebuds: carpe diem
  63. Licymnia
  64. Stormy seas
  65. Courage and decadence: the Regulus ode
  66. Horace welcomes his army comrade
  67. Love a slave-girl? Oh, Xanthias!
  68. Glycera
  69. Horace returns to lyric poetry
  70. A prayer to Mercury
  71. The consolations of wine
  72. Some advice for Dellius
  73. Don’t worry, be happy
  74. The tug-of-war for Nearchus
  75. New temples, new morals
  76. Diffugere nives
  77. Horace the swan
  78. O Fons Bandusiae
  79. Jealousy
  80. Fortuna
  81. Poscimur
  82. Locked out
  83. Pindar and Augustus
  84. Unrequited love
  85. Horace’s reverence to Bacchus
  86. Last love
  87. Curse you, tree!
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